BJ Swordmaster

Chapter 97 Spreading the wings (1)

'…Mission?'

So far Henry has encountered a number of messages, but this is the first of its kind.

Of course the meaning itself was simple.

The wizard has ordered something, and if you do it as it is, you can get a high reward.

But the important thing was the reason for the assignment and the contents.

[Current created tasks are as follows]

1. Acquisition of Camiltonian Treasures

'……What is Camilton's treasure?’

Henry had never heard of any family treasure.

All the priceless items were sold by the owner of Camilton, adding to Henry's care.

But I'm sure there is. There must be something.’

The opponent is a wizard. I don't know if he's really a wizard or what now, but it's hard to think he made a mistake.

Maybe even Lord Camilton doesn't know, or maybe it's something out there.

'Anyway, I'll doin' it.’

That's what a wizard was.

There was no false message, and he was full of ability to find out hidden secrets.

And yet strangely favorable to Henry.

It could also be used as broadcast content.

The mission of a wizard. Just hearing the expression was sure to interest viewers.

But the moment I thought so.

The wizard put a restriction on it.

[Reminder]

* Mission related content cannot be mentioned.

* You must complete the current mission to create a new one.

* If mission fails, no new mission will appear for 30 days.

'...I can't help it.’

The wizard did not seem to want this to be known to viewers.

I didn't know why, but I didn't want to.

There must be a reason.

There was no additional message that came to mind. Henry, who had been waiting for a while, headed to the outskirts of the estate.

***

Viscount Camilton.

Lucas Camilton was focused on farming. The scene of pouring fertilizer while wearing a straw hat, thin cotton clothes.

Though far from the dignity of the lord, Lucas had long drawn attention to such a thing.

Thanks to Lucas' attitude, he was able to live naturally in "other's territory."

As he did not take care of his authority, the British treated him with respect, and the Redwoods showed a similar response.

"Ugh."

Lucas, who was working hard on shoveling, straightened his back.

It was because I heard footsteps.

"What are you doing at this hour?….”

One or two people muttered for a meal, but the guest was unexpected.

"Henry?"

It was a son. The son who was supposed to be at the academy was approaching with a grin.

"I couldn't call you in advance because I had some work to do."

"That's so out of the blue."

"My son is here, and I don't want you to say it's out of the blue.….”

"That's why I'm more glad to see you. Come on. We'll have to get the meal ready a little earlier. You didn't call me, but you must have emptied your mind, didn't?

"Of course."

Lucas smiled warmly and brushed the dirt off his hands. I jolted toward the kitchen and prepared the tableware.

Humming came out.

For Lucas, who always eats alone, the guest's visit was quite pleasant.

Especially if the customer is a precious son.

The onion soup was boiled first, and two large pieces of meat were started to be baked. I didn't forget salt and pepper either. After baking vegetables to eat, Lucas turned his head and looked at his son.

"Would you like a beer or something?”

"I'd love to."

Lucas poured beer into the glass with a satisfied face.

The other nobles were obsessed with some fairy's kiss, Aquila's gift, but he was a beer digger.

Actually, I wasn't in that condition.

The table quickly filled up. It was a table that was usually empty. Sitting face to face with Henry, Lucas grinned and held out his glass.

Clear sound.

Half empty the glass at once, Lucas said.

"Let's eat."

A casual conversation ensued. It was no different from an ordinary dinner.

In fact, Lucas had a lot to ask, but asking now was not an act for his son.

No matter how shabby it may be, this place was home.

Home should have been a place to go back and relax at any time.

Soon the two finished eating.

Lucas roughly cleaned up the tableware and cut out a chunk of cheese to eat as a side dish. There was also a full beer glass.

Only then, Henry began to bring up the story he had prepared.

"I had a little work to do. There's no bad news. It's all good news."

There is a story about Austin Rodrick.

He calmly listened to the problems that had arisen and how he solved them.

"Sir Melissa...…that's what you asked me to do then.”

"I thought you'd follow me all the way here.”

When I visited here before.

Henry had asked Lucas to 'take Melissa apart'.

I was going to use Camilton's permission as a strong shield.

"That's great. You're going to visit the Knights, aren't you?"

"You should. You invited me as much as you could."

"I think it's better than that."

It wasn't a matter of joining and not doing.

Henry was in a position of help.

It was not polite to refuse even a request to visit.

"I can graduate whenever I want to...….”

"I'm thinking of doing it as soon as possible. The dean is looking forward to it.”

"What?"

"A chance to raise my ransom."

"…I can't believe he was like that.”

"I heard a two-star driver would get 120,000 gold."

"……I should graduate really soon."

The horse was 120,000 gold, which Lucas could never pay if asked for ransom.

I wasn't in a position to ignore the practice of the Academy of Knights.

"But father."

Henry's mood has changed a little. Lucas pushed his eyebrows up.

"Yeah."

"Do you happen to have anything for me?"

"…and so on."

Responding reflexively, Lucas smiled surprisingly.

"I was about to say. How the hell did you find out?"

"I knew it for some reason."

"I didn't think so.….”

"That's what I thought. No matter how bad the situation gets, my father will never sell the family symbol."

"A symbol of the family."

"I didn't ask you if you had any gold to hand over. It's just that......but not for others, but for those who use the name Camilton, it means a lot.”

The corners of the mouth of Earl Camilton rose.

I'm more grateful than this.

It was also a very convincing reason for Henry's usual consideration.

"The last time I saw you, I was so sure I could do that."

"…what conviction?"

"You just told me, didn't you? I don't think he would have sold the family symbol."

If I wanted to sell it, I would get a huge price. But Lucas didn't do that. It was something that had to be delivered to Henry somehow.

"Camilton in the past was a masterpiece, Henry."

Lucas said with a proud look in his eyes. It wasn't a word used to cover the roots of a child, but it really was.

Lucas rose from his seat and stopped in the middle of the cabin.

"There is a token of our family down here."

I heard the cabin floor. It was like the entrance of a storyteller's hero story.

Henry looked at the Duke of Camilton with a grim look.

"Did you have this at home?”

"It was there before we built this cabin. Follow me.”

There was a staircase under the floor. It was an old, dusty wooden staircase.

Camilton, who was leading the way, lit up brightly when he pointed his finger somewhere on the wall.

"Is it magic?"

"It's magic."

"This place must be more expensive than a hut."

"I'm sure.

The unexpected sentiment led Lucas Camilton to laugh again.

In this kind of situation, it's not the first thing to be curious about the contents.

But his son was not normal.

How proud of you.

I was not excited even though I faced an unexpected situation. There was no sign of excitement. Just as it always has been, it has kept a thorough equanimity.

It's a must for a good knight.

When Lucas Camilton was thinking that.

Henry was also digesting his own busy moments.

"It was no coincidence that you took over the Lord of Redwood. If this were in the middle of another estate, you would have managed to find a place."

[A private broadcast is in progress]

[Recorded videos will be uploaded to the channel in a 'private' state.]

To borrow the manager's expression, Henry was now 'picking videos'.

Private broadcasts are registered on the channel, but only the manager can check the contents.

The downside is that it's impossible to communicate with viewers in real time. The advantage was that it was able to continue the process that was appropriate for 'upload video'.

"It's probably a space that's been around for generations. When I entered the academy, my family didn't have money. We couldn't afford to create a new space like this."

Perhaps hundreds of years ago this was Camilton's estate.

Among them, he set up a place to store important items, but Camilton lost his land during generations.

What if Henry didn't become a knight?

I wouldn't be able to protect this little cabin.

"Maybe if that moment had come, my father would have given up, too. So if I didn't graduate from the academy and I couldn't take over the name Camilton."

But there was a hint of hope left.

Lucas Camilton persisted, and the time was finally shining.

How far did it go down?

Suddenly Lucas stopped walking.

"This is it."

"The door is not old at all."

"As expected, it's a magical object. And it's not a door that anyone can open."

Then Lucas took out the needle he had brought.

He poked his thumb slightly and put the blood droplets on the doorknob.

"Only Camilton's blood is allowed in."

Lucas Camilton said with a snap.

And beyond the open door.

There was a considerable amount of space.

"…It's empty space."

Henry said. It was not Lucas but to the viewers.

The area was considerable, but there was only a chill inside.

Storage boxes and cabinets, once filled with all kinds of treasures, have been reduced little by little over the generations.

Before, Lucas would have been frustrated just by watching this scene, but it was different now.

"The treasures kept here were always convertible for money, Henry."

"You've written them all into the academy, haven't you?”

"Not to that extent. Anyway, this is one thing different."

Single

In the middle of the void, there was an object that occupied a side of the glass locker.

It was a ring, but where the jewels were supposed to be, there was an engraved dragon pattern with its wings spread out.

"It's Camilton's sentence."

"You remember."

Lucas smiled proudly. Carefully open the cabinet and take out the ring.

"It's a little different from what I thought it would be. From the outside, it feels like a simple family seal. But my father said it wasn't just symbolic."

I can sell it. There was also confidence that it would be worth a fortune. But this was something that should not be lost.

"And I can see it in my eyes. The mana in the ring is overwhelming. I never thought I could hold such a huge mana in such a small thing as a ring."

Henry's eyes were talking.

It was a priceless item that was not comparable to the artifacts that were encountered on the black market.

"The necklace the dean lent me was class S, and it was the same pair of daggers I gave Austin."

Outstanding items contain more mana.

Thanks to that, Henry was able to sweep the artifacts.

And now.

"Compared to the necklace I'm wearing now."

Henry was genuinely admiring, not for the sake of broadcasting.

"This ring contains at least a hundred times the mana."

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